Immortal Monarch and Demon Venerable are all my vests

The color of the sky changed at some point.It was no longer the grayness when the people of Xianmen arrived, covered with a layer of dark gray mist.

On the bloody battlefield, no one cares whether the sky is light gray or dark gray.

Without Yin Lang's reminder, they don't know when they will notice the abnormality.

Yuan Qinghe concentrated his consciousness and swept in one direction, as expected, he 'saw' the monster army hidden behind the gray mist lined up neatly.

With a chill in his heart, he further confirmed that what Yin Lang had grasped was at least the law of the 'Four Realms'.

The enemy is present, and the civil war should be stopped.

Originally, cultivators were not like the mortal army, able to obey orders and prohibit them. This was more obvious in the chaotic battle.

The Demon Cultivator, who fell into a frenzy, basically ignored the command of the Demon Lord, not to mention that some Demon Lords were even more crazy than them.

This group of demon cultivators attacked and divided the already unorganized spiritual cultivator team into countless small pieces.At the beginning, the spiritual practitioners still had some sense of "formation", but later, they just rushed forward blindfolded, looking around, aura and magic energy mixed together, and even friends and enemies could not be distinguished.

"Did the brains of these demon cultivators blow up?! What are you going crazy!!!"

The young spiritual cultivators who have lived in peace for thousands of years have no idea how the demon cultivators, who have mastered the law of the 'Four Realms' as their backing, walked sideways in the realm of comprehension before the "obstacle" came down.

Naturally, they don't know that these millennium days, like mice in the gutter, have already made these demon cultivators with perverted and aggressive blood flowing in their veins suffocate and endure to the extreme.

Before the four of them used their means to separate the spirit demon cultivator, there was a long dragon chant from the sky, and the gray mist hidden high in the sky was stirred up. Anyone with eyes could detect that something was wrong.

Those who held swords and slashed, those who drove magic weapons, those who cast spells...all slowed down or even stopped the moves they were casting, and looked up to the sky with the equally astonished opponents.

The gray mist monsters whose whereabouts have been discovered seem to have no intention of doing meaningless hiding. Starting from the area closest to Dragon Yin and first exposed, the heavy mist slowly dispersed, and after the clouds were also exposed, they lined up neatly and looked hideous. Gray mist monster.

At a glance, it stretches endlessly, as if boundless.

Sweat was faintly visible on Ji Changan's forehead: "This is too much..."

This monster was never described in the original book.

Looking at her expression, Qin Xun knew that this cheap junior sister didn't know more.

When the traces were discovered, the leader of Gray Mist, who had planned to hide aside and let the spirit and demon fight each other, and then lead the tribe to reap the benefits of the fisherman, cursed bad luck, and waved his thick arm twice: "Shock!"

Only the superficial and intelligent gray mist monsters faithfully obeyed the leader's orders, charging towards the humans on the ground like monstrous waves, and the gray mist with no fixed shape rushed into the crowd, flowing from the front to the back in the blink of an eye, elusive , extremely difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, the vast majority of the monks participated in the Battle of the Demon Realm not long ago. Although they did not fight the gray mist monster directly, they more or less knew what it was. As for a face-to-face meeting, it cannot be resisted.

Under the coercion of the invisible gray mist monster, the monks had to temporarily put aside the grievances between each other, abandon the camp of righteousness and demons, and join forces to fight against the enemy.

"what!"

A spiritual female disciple swung her sword to cut the gray mist flowing to her side. She saw how her fellow disciples responded in this way, cutting the gray mist in two with a single sword, and immediately followed suit.

The senior brother had sharp eyes and said 'no good' in his heart. He hurriedly raised his sword to help, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Junior sister, avoid! This monster has to attack with sword intent, and the sword energy cannot hurt them!"

However, the sea of ​​people was turbulent. Even though he tried his best to save her, it was still a step too late. He could only watch helplessly as his junior sister was stabbed in the air, and her abdomen was torn open by the claws of the aggregated gray mist monster.

This is not an isolated case. In actual fights, there are many monks who are severely injured when they meet each other.

When the gray mist monster rushed into the crowd, Ji Changan also stabbed through the air with his sword first. Fortunately, Qin Xun reacted quickly enough, and changed his move on the spur of the moment.

Qin Xun said: "After the Demon Realm, Master told me: This monster seems to be tangible but intangible. It is essentially a special kind of spiritual energy creature. Attacking them with sword intent and spiritual consciousness is far more effective than spells and swords. Much more."

Ji Changan immediately imitated her example, her sword intent was not like ordinary sword cultivators who were indomitable and decisive, but like a green bamboo, tall and straight, yet flexible.

Quite peculiar and unique, it attracted Qin Xun's attention.

Ji Changan misunderstood the meaning of this gaze, and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Haha, I... am not very good at attacking with consciousness."

Compared with the spiritual consciousness that can be transformed in the stage of transforming gods, the sword intent is too much a test of the monk's talent.It is strange that Ji Changan has practiced this kind of sword intent, but he has not learned to attack with spiritual sense.

Qin Xun is not Tu Feng. He knows the details of this junior sister very well. He just smiled and did not reveal her background. He only reminded: "The monsters are invisible and good at possessing themselves. They will live in the sea of ​​consciousness of monks. Gradually cannibalize, and then replace yourself. If it gets into your brain..."

Qin Xun glanced at her and smiled, "Brother will let you go in a decent way."

Ji Changan shivered.

Qin Xun alternately attacked the gray mist monster with spear intent and spiritual consciousness, and continued: "Their enlightenment level may not be high, and they will only obey the orders of the leader. Their leader... may be one of them, who used to be The one lurking on the demon master's body, according to Master's description, that monster's IQ is no less than the smart ones among us."

He emphasized the pronunciation of the word 'possible' and shrugged his shoulders: "A lot of things are explored and speculated by Master in a few short contacts. We, Moxiu, can't guarantee whether they are accurate or not. As for whether you believe it or not?" ..."

He smiled, and waved away Ji Chang'an: "That's all I know. Go back and send a letter to Master Tu and the others, and notify the other sects of Lingxiu by the way."

Watching Ji Changan leave, Qin Xun became more sharp when he fired his gun, ready to kill the gray mist monster and immediately turned to look for Jiao Yuyu.

The situation has deteriorated sharply, and at this point, it is obviously impossible not to cooperate.

He has won Yin Lang's true biography, and his method is very fierce. Even if the gray mist monster can switch back and forth between the entity and the mist, it will soon disappear with a scream.

The gray mist monster has no blood, only a diamond-shaped crystal the size of a little finger in the brain, which rolled down from the original head position when the body dissipated. Qin Xun didn't have time to catch it, and the crystal turned into A small pool of liquid soaked into the ground silently.

His eyes narrowed.

Suddenly, a violent noise erupted in the air, and Qin Xun's attention was immediately drawn to it.

The Taoist stage has already been able to control the power at a subtle level. As long as they think that three points of spiritual power can achieve the best results, they will never reach four points.Therefore, the battlefield in the sky, if you look around, it is the place with the least fluctuations in your sight.

With such a big movement, something big must have happened.

Qin Xun could only see the bursting gray mist, hazy, fluttering down from the sky, about to fall on the shoulders of the monks below.

He frowned, and quickly shook the gray mist away with the body-protecting magic energy, not wanting to be stained with something of unknown origin.

Most of the cultivators were as sharp as him, and tried their best to get out of the way.

call--

The breeze did not know where it came from, and the scattered gray mist was blown away from Tianxia City.

The person who uttered the dragon chant in the distance finally appeared in the sea of ​​clouds.

The whole body is emerald green, like emerald and jade.

A little less the helplessness of a young man, and a little more the majesty of a demon emperor.

Hey, the little jiao in the pool who was about to cry back then has grown into a big man playing tricks on the situation.

Long Zhi was followed by a mighty prototype monster clan. At first glance, they were all huge flying races, and there were many land and water monster races that turned into human figures to save energy sitting densely on their backs.

Long Zhi let out another long cry, dispelling the gray mist monsters blocking the way forward, small black shadows jumped down one by one from the flying monsters, their shapes gradually changed during the fall, and when they landed, they were already huge bodies, roaring and bumping into each other. Into the gray air current.

Hit empty.

"...?"

In the lantern-like eyes, the bewilderment was fully exposed.

Transformed into a human form, Long Zhi, who landed beside Yin Lang, couldn't help covering his face.

...Ah, time is too tight, and I didn't have time to train these idiots in advance.Lost the demon.

After transforming into a dragon, the young boy's stature quickly increased, and now he is not much worse than Yin Lang.

Her hair is tied with a blue silk sash, her facial features are upright and handsome, and she already has a bit of calmness when she raises her hands and feet.

When he came, Sihedao was surrounding a strange-looking monster.

The monster was gray in body, with hideous features, stubby limbs, and sharp nails on the fingertips of its hands and feet. It seemed like a formidable enemy, but Long Zhi couldn't feel any threat from it.

In other words, he really didn't have even the slightest breath of life in him.

... Is this the culprit who tortured my mother to sleep for nearly a thousand years?

There is no resemblance to Long Zhi's imagination.

Long Zhi was annoyed in his heart, his right arm turned into a dragon claw, emerald scales covered his fingers from his shoulders, and the protruding fingertips were better than the leader of Gray Mist, Han Mang, and his green eyes turned into vertical pupils of beasts, and he was about to go to him when he threw himself on him. The leader of the gray mist scratched his head, and gave him a scoop on his head.

Yin Lang stopped him in time.

"Hello, Shen..."

Keeping in mind his mother's instructions before going out, Long Zhi held his breath and obediently retreated to his side.Seeing Yuan Qinghe and the three of them, he abruptly turned a corner in the middle of his sentence: "Mother said that Shen Muxuan is with you, and he has kindness to my monster clan, so he came to help."

Yin Lang remained calm and cooperated very well: "He was injured and is recuperating."

Long Zhi responded.

Looking at the leader of the gray mist, and then at the four of Yin Lang, there were only five large characters in the green eyes that had recovered their round pupils——

Why not fight?

Yin Lang never took his eyes off the leader of Huiwu from the beginning to the end. Even though his body was as stiff as a corpse, there was no movement since Longzhi arrived.

"He died, but he didn't die completely."

Before Long Zhi could understand this unclear sentence, the mist that he had blown away from the crowd with the breeze automatically condensed into a ball without wind.

Seeing the cloud of gray mist rushing downwards, Long Zhi became anxious, and hurried to chase after him, but Yin Lang grabbed his collar again: "Don't waste your strength, you won't be able to stop it."

The cloud of gray mist quickly found the nearest gray fog monster and burrowed into the opponent's body. The gray fog monster seemed to be insane, every muscle in its body was undulating like waves, it was so ugly that it couldn't be seen.

Long Zhi watched helplessly as the gray mist monster went from madness to normal, its body shrunk sharply, then raised its head and grinned at them from a very long distance, before flying towards them menacingly.

Yin Lang stared at the gray mist leader who was approaching after changing his body, and said calmly: "The body of this monster can be changed at will. If you can't find its life gate, it will be a waste of effort to kill it thousands of times."

Long Zhi said anxiously: "Then let it change! Kill it once, you have to change it again, kill all the monsters here, let's see where it can go!"

As soon as this immature remark came out, Wu Qihe, among the three members of Xianmen, couldn't help but sneered: "Little Demon King, the four of us are not fools for the questions you can think of. If your brain can only let you say such Things that only add to the joke, then you should keep your mouth shut and watch how the adults do it!"

If it was the original Long Yu who came, they would still be in awe of him, this brat who hasn't even grown his hair yet...

Long Chitose Child Zhi's face flushed instantly, and he wanted to go back, but he was stuck by his poor vocabulary, unable to get up or down.

Yin Lang pays attention, his eyes are not kind.

Raising his hand, the God-killing Spear was in his hand.

He estimated the time it would take for the leader of the gray mist to rush over, and turned his head to Long Zhi and said, "To deal with this kind of thing that can't control your mouth, don't waste your time with him, I will teach you a trick."

The black flame ignited on the killing gun, and Wu Qihe's expression changed suddenly, 'Deng Deng Deng' took three steps back: "Yin Lang! Don't forget, you are the one who asked us for cooperation, what do you mean now?! "

"I can't see someone bullying a child."

Yin Lang always paid attention to the gray mist leader who was rushing towards him from the corner of his eyes. He pointed the spear point at Wu Qihe, but he was talking to Long Zhi: "Look."

In an instant, all the black flames on the gun body gathered at the tip of the gun, jumping and burning.

Long Zhi couldn't feel the changes in the laws around him, but he could see the suddenly pale face of the Taoist robe opposite him, and his oppressed shaking of his knees.

He couldn't dodge this shot.

The point of the gun pierced through the high collar of the Taoist robe without hurting an inch of skin.Hei Yan cheerfully ignited the ends of her hair that was close at hand, like a black butterfly, quickly climbed up the high bun.

With a soft sound, the crown of the magic weapon was burned, and Wu Qi and his gray hair fell all over his head and face, so he was in a panic.

"Pfft." Long Zhi laughed unkindly.

Yin Lang curled up the corners of his lips, lifted the cock upside down, and turned leisurely to face the gray fog leader who was about to arrive: "Have you learned it?"

Long Zhi laughed heartily and presumptuously: "I have learned it!"

Although Shen Haoren has changed his appearance, he is still a good person!

The gray mist leader rushed forward with a grin, and the battle cycle began again.

'Killing to death' seems easy, but the essential reason is that standing here are the four Dao Dao stages, instead of the Tribulation Stage, it's just delivering food.

Although the four of them did not get along, just as Yin Lang taught Wu Qihe a lesson and did not cause any substantial harm to him, Wu Qihe was so angry that he would not stab him in the back at such a time.

Yin Lang intended to increase experience for Long Zhi, and told him in a low voice to follow him, and to point out the opponent everywhere during the battle: "The most important thing is, don't let yourself get hurt, and don't give the opponent a chance to take advantage of it. What happened to your mother , you should be very clear."

On the battlefield below, Qiu Mingjin took Qi Zheng and the cultivators from "Hell on Earth" to the outside of Tianxia City through the space channel in time. Under the control of the token, even if they were reluctant, these evil cultivators could only be unwilling Unwilling to enter the battlefield.

The name 'Hell on Earth' has been known in the Northern Demon Territory for hundreds of years, and it is only today that the demon cultivators know for the first time that there are spiritual cultivators in it, even the spiritual cultivators of the three great immortal sects.There are also many familiar monks who disappeared overnight.

"Isn't that... the 'Huanxi Buddha' who defected from the Tiantai Buddhist Sect 300 years ago! The reward order is still hanging in the Tiantai Buddhist Sect's Discipline Hall!"

"There is also Jingzhi Daoist who received Tiandaozong. She has been in seclusion for 30 years, and she has never heard of her since she left the seclusion. Why was she captured in the 'hell on earth'?!"

"The poisonous old man! I recognize him! He ran out once hundreds of years ago and hurt the disciple of the Taihua Xianzong. It was Daoist Tianji who chased him with a sword for 30 years before he was arrested... Huh , How could the person arrested by Dao Jun be imprisoned in the territory of the demon cultivator?"

"..."

They looked at each other with subtle expressions, so they kept silent.

After being tossed back and forth by Qin Xun pulling the master's tiger skin, the three parties involved in the spirit, demon and monster finally reached an agreement and joined forces to target the seemingly endless gray fog monsters.

After knowing the weakness of this monster, the gray mist monster is not difficult to deal with.

The monsters released huge bodies to fill the battlefield, hindering the actions of the gray mist monsters.Human monks stood on their backs, one guarding the guards, and the other focused on the gray mist monster.Once it turns into an air current, immediately launch a spiritual attack.

It has to be said that the monks are used to spells and weapons, and are accustomed to head-to-head battles. The strength and pattern of spiritual attacks are really not very good. It often takes more than a dozen attacks to completely defeat a gray mist monster.

Someone also discovered the gray nucleus in the monster's brain, which disappeared instantly when it fell on the ground, but no one managed to collect it.

Long Zhi followed Yin Lang to smash different parts of the gray mist leader's body time and time again. Seeing the expressions of the four of them getting more and more serious as they failed again and again, he finally couldn't help asking: "What are you looking for?"

"A gray crystal the size of a walnut."

Yin Lang took a deep breath. Using Black Flame for a long time was not a small burden for him: "Crush this crystal to suppress its ability to regenerate the body."

They were looking for it, and the leader of the gray mist knew what they were looking for.

Hearing this, 'Jie Jie' laughed loudly: "Stupid human beings, do you think I am the same as those inferior things! How could I hide my life core in a place where you can easily find it?!"

Long Yu has been infected by the gray mist leader for thousands of years, and he has never found this guy's life core.

It's really hard.

Long Zhi still had a childish air that hadn't faded away. He was stared at by Long Yu on weekdays but failed to commit any offense, and when no one took care of him, his temper suddenly popped up.

Hu Chi.

The scorching heat distorted the air, and Yin Lang had to dodge to avoid it, but was still affected a little.

Even a real dragon with wood attribute can cast dragon breath.

It's just that I haven't practiced much, and I can't control the strength and range well.

Staring at the scorched corner of his clothes, Long Zhi trembled in fear.

Only he would pay attention to this kind of small problem, and everyone else was staring at the leader of the gray mist who was charged head-on by the dragon's breath and burned half of his head to melt.

There is no life nucleus.

Not even the most important brain, this is not a tall body, where else can hide things?

The number of gray mist monsters in the battlefield below has decreased sharply, but the gray fog leader in front of him is still as stable as Mount Tai, and the occasional glance at the past is indifferent and indifferent, which is by no means looking at the same kind of eyes.

Cannon fodder, consumables, stepping stones.

If the gray mist monster is dead, where will he get his next body?

What's more, if Yin Lang and the others' goals cannot be achieved if they continue to entangle with their endless confrontation, why isn't the goal of the leader of the gray mist stagnant?

He even had to pay the price of frequent deaths.It won't die, but it doesn't mean it won't hurt.

Not a good exchange by any means.

The situation was at an impasse for a while.

As time passed, the leader of Huiwu could drag it on, but the three of Yuan Qinghe couldn't.

The thunder exploded, and the robbery clouds gathered, almost covering the entire Tianxia City.

Long Zhi was stunned: "This is too—"

Looking at the posture, it is almost comparable to his Dragon Transformation Heavenly Tribulation!

His eyes immediately fell on the four people in front of him.

Who is crossing the catastrophe?

Yuan Qinghe and Jiang He Nian's faces turned blue.

Yuan Qinghe immediately shouted to Yin Lang: "Blood!"

Fear almost overflowed from his eyes, and his old face twitched: "Let Shen Muxuan come here. You promised! Without blood, the two of us would not be able to survive this catastrophe! When we fall, this monster will wreak havoc The day of Lan Tianjie!"

Jiang He Nian also looked at him with piercing eyes.

Don't forget to threaten when death is imminent.

As early as when the robbery cloud gathered, the leader of the gray mist tried his best to change another body, took a hit and then quickly moved away.

Yin Lang knocked Long Zhi back from the stunned place: "Catch up and wrap him around, see where he wants to go, be careful not to let him get away."

Long Zhi was stunned: "Only me?"

Yin Lang asked back: "Can't it be done?"

"……how is this possible!"

The 'young' dragon's aggressiveness was immediately aroused, his eyeballs glanced at the faintly opposing two parties, and he cleverly turned into his own body and chased after the gray mist leader.

The two of Yuan Jiang stared at each other.

Yin Lang squeezed two bowls with spiritual power, and cut his left wrist like a sword with his finger. The golden blood flowed down the white wrist, through the palm, and dripped into the bowl from the fingertips.

It is estimated that half a bowl was filled, and the wound healed with the flow of spiritual power.

With a flick of Yin Lang's wrist, the spiritual power bowl landed firmly in front of the two of them, and he said concisely:

"drink."